Looking at Ye Xuan heading toward him, full of killing intent, Wan Tu felt flustered, and his eyes darted around, looking for an opportunity to flee.
Ye Xuan followed up, "I can't be bothered to say anything more, so I'll repeat my words from earlier. Time is of the essence. Let's see if I can finish you off in one move. If I don't succeed, I'll let you go."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xuan swung the Godsword, and the blood-colored crescent moon in the sky suddenly fell.
In the blink of an eye, a terrifying amount of energy caused the entire East Sea to churn, stirring up waves that were tens of thousands of feet high.
"This sword strike…"
Yanran looked at Ye Xuan in a daze, her eyes filled with admiration.
"Argh…"
A shrill scream was heard, followed by a loud bang, causing the entire world to shake violently.
Ou Yunhai also saw this scene, and broke out into a cold sweat.
